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Blog Guy, I see the foreign ministers from the G8 nations just met up in Canada. I guess with the world situation, they had lots to talk about, right?
Probably, but they didn’t get a chance to communicate much.
No? Why not?
Because their Canadian hosts served taffy. Maple taffy. After a few bites their teeth were gooey and sticking shut, and they could barely mumble.
By mid-afternoon, fillings were coming loose and unfilled cavities were throbbing. Our own Secretary of State Hillary Clinton couldn’t even get the stick out of her mouth.
Most of the foreign ministers wound up in Canadian dental chairs.
That’s a rotten shame! So they went home empty-handed?
Of course not. They still got to keep their free blue jackets and the official photo.
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Top: U.S. Secretary of State Hillary Clinton eats maple taffy during the G8 foreign ministers’ meeting in Gatineau, Quebec, March 30, 2010.
Middle left: Germany’s Foreign Minister Guido Westerwelle eats maple taffy.
Middle right: Canada’s Foreign Minister Lawrence Cannon eats maple taffy.
Bottom: (L-R) Japan’s Foreign Minister Katsuya Okada, Britain’s Foreign Secretary David Miliband, U.S. Secretary of State Hillary Clinton, France’s Foreign Minister Bernard Kouchner, Canada’s Foreign Minister Lawrence Cannon, Russia’s Foreign Minister Sergey Lavrov, Germany’s Foreign Minister Guido Westerwelle, Italy’s Foreign Minister Franco Frattini and EU High Representative for Foreign Affairs and Security Catherine Ashton pose for an official photo.
REUTERS photos by Chris Wattie
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So will they give us sweet smile and a bitter NO?
Hmmm, taffy and peanut butter. Should be required fare at all political gatherings.
Taffy…. hmmm…. havent had yet actually…
Though there is a similar thing back home called “chikki”… made of jaggery, peanuts and basically any other edible nut… and it sticks man!!!
Okay, somebody has to ask, so I’ll be the one. Jaggery?
At the risk of being zapped half to death by Shra, I shall illustrate the present by saying wikipedia offers a very complete and clear explanation: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jaggery
Back home, it would be good old Panela!! Bloody good! This is what our bicycle racers used to chew on back in the early 80 to overtake everyone on the steep mountains in the Tour de France…
Baz…man, you owe me some gratuitous helicopter pictures. Or at least pictures with some hot fellas (and I mean good looking men, not men sweating because they are hot – I know you too well!)
Why do you owe me you ask? You’ve made me sooooo homesick and it’s already a rotten day for me. You’ve just made it worse with the maple candy that I can’t get here in Ireland.
E.
M… I’ll spare you just this once.. and thanks for helping me not to zap myself…
BG, hope you got the answer… now.. ahem… whose got taffy?
I’m confused, E. Which do you want me to send you? Maple taffy or hot fellas?
Baz…how about a hot fella in a helicopter delivering me maple taffy? I could settle for that. Tell him I’m working late tonight so I’ll be at the office.
E.
oooooooooooooooooooo!!! E, just another fantasy eh? How romantic would it be if your guy picks you up from work after a long tiring day and panders to your every need…
(sighhhhhhhhhhh)
Even I can see how romantic that would be. E! Careful of the helicopter rotors! Stop E, stop! Ooooh, she didn’t even get to taste the taffy….
And a lovely fantasy it is indeed
Instead I have to go home and pander to Etcetera’s every whim.
(Sighhhhhhhh)
E.
Nuh uh Baz, you can bury me with it and I’ll have it my next life
E.
… and despite the Police holding an identity parade featuring all the suspects, the person who stole the last of the maple taffy could not be positively identified.
Do you think only the short ones were meant to stand on the block ?